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I'm browning, I'm wrinkling, you don't see |
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I shrivel more into colors you ignore |
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As the earth swallows me |
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You crush the fire red, standing on my head |
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You crush the fire red, leaving me for dead |
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Splendid decay spiraling down to my toes |
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Yellow wilts holes for you to see through |
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Crumpled blue, my bare pink womb can't shelter you |
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You crush the fire red, standing on my head |
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You crush the fire red, leaving me for dead |
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Splendid decay spiraling down to my toes |
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Splendid decay |
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Black stemmed, orange trimmed |
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With the slightest wind I'm falling, falling from you |
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Dry and loud, stained and proud |
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Like a bursting cloud, I'm falling, falling from you |
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You're so mean when you scream in bright green |
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In my ear you're loud and clear, I can hear |
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Sunken and gray you used to say, I'm not enough for you |
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I will bleed you a seed to start anew, I'm falling from you |
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Sunken and gray you say, I'm not enough |
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I'll bleed you a seed to start anew, falling on you |
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Black stemmed, orange trimmed |
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With the slightest wind, I'm falling, falling from you |
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Dry and loud, stained and proud |
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Like a bursting cloud, I'm falling, falling from you |
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Black stemmed, orange trimmed |
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With just the slightest wind, falling, falling from you |
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Dry and loud, stained and proud |
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Like a bursting cloud, I'm falling, falling from you |
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Black stemmed, orange trimmed |
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With just the slightest wind, falling, falling from you |
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Dry and loud, stained and proud |
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Like a bursting cloud, falling, falling from you |
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Falling, falling from you |
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Falling, falling from you |
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Falling |
